Chương 25: The Uncle That Looks Like Father
Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation
The three people in the living room were shocked. They did not understand how Li Xiyun and Huang Junsheng were related.
"Young Master Huang, this is our family matter. No matter how powerful you are, you can't interfere, right?" Li Huatao felt humiliated and said angrily.
"Young Master Huang, my sister gave birth to two children before she was married... the bastards don't even have a father. Now we are advising her not to be willful. She can't take care of the two children when she moves out."
Li Baozhu's eyes lit up as she looked at Huang Junsheng. She was used to calling two children bastards and she almost could not change it. She had to maintain a good image in front of young master Huang. She was unhappy when she saw Li Xiyun and Huang Junsheng carrying one child each, she deliberately smeared Li Xiyun in front of Huang Junsheng.
A hint of shyness appeared on Li Baozhu's face. If she could please Huang Junsheng, would she be afraid that Li Xiyun would not give her money anymore?
She could live a better life than before.
The little guy in his arms heard Li Baozhu's words and hugged him even tighter.
"Who said these two children don't have a father? I am their father!" Huang Junsheng said resolutely!
Ignoring the three people who were stunned by his words, he took the two suitcases that Li Xiyun had just thrown aside. Huang Junsheng's hands were very big, and he could easily hold the two suitcases in his hands.
He avoided Li Xiyun's hands and walked out. During this time, Dabao had been lying quietly in Huang Junsheng's arms. This was the second time Uncle Huang had said that he was their father. Was he really their father?
When Huang Junsheng left, Li Xiyun quickly chased after him. She held Xiaobao in her arms. Xiaobao's eyes were sparkling as he looked at Huang Junsheng who was walking in front. He felt that Uncle Huang was very much like the image of his father that he had imagined.
After walking out of the door, Huang Junsheng put down the child and helped Li Xiyun put the suitcase into the trunk.
"Uncle Huang, are you our father?" Huang Junsheng revealed a gentle smile. Although the child was not calling him father, it did not hinder Huang Junsheng's good mood.
"Yes, I am your father!"
"Mr. Huang, thank you for just now, but don't say such things." Li Xiyun interrupted the conversation between the two. She vaguely felt that something was not right.
"Why? Are you still worried that the child's father will divorce you because of an affair? Don't worry, he won't." Huang Junsheng hooked a strand of hair that ran to Li Xiyun's face and tucked it behind her ear.
"You, what do you mean?" She could see that Huang Junsheng was interested in her, but when she had mentioned that she had children, Huang Junsheng had avoided her. What happened now?
"I'll send you back first. It's not convenient here."
The two of them drove to the small apartment where Li Xiyun was temporarily staying. On the way, Li Xiyun felt a little uneasy about Huang Junsheng's words. Looking at Dabao, Xiaobao, and Huang Junsheng's extremely similar faces, she seemed to have guessed something.
However, this guess made her hands and feet feel cold, but she had to face it.
The two children seemed to have noticed Li Xiyun's uneasiness, so they did not say anything.
Soon, they returned to the apartment. Li Xiyun brought Huang Junsheng and Huang Yi into the house. The two children wanted to go upstairs and play for a while. She wanted to talk to uncle Huang about something.
"Mr. Huang, go ahead."
Li Xiyun poured two cups of water and placed them on the table. She was also holding a cup tightly in her hand.
Seeing Li Xiyun's nervousness, Huang Junsheng knew that she had guessed it. He knew what Li Xiyun was worried about. Before he took out the appraisal report, Huang Junsheng spoke first, "Miss Li, I think you should have guessed it. I promise you, but I won't fight with you over the two children."
Huang Junsheng took out the appraisal report and handed it to Li Xiyun.
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